Mama's Song

So I figured day two you're already the boss Are you in charge yet, I hope you have a terrific second day I love you son and I look forward to hearing your voice Talk to you later Let's get it No gold chains or gold plated canines, I can't rock gold teeth I was raised around strong women, who taught me how to dream I learned how to make mixed drink 'fore I reached my 10th birthday I'm dope as hell and if you ask about me then I'll just sing the phrase I got my badass from my mama I finessed my style at age thirteen I got my boogie from my father Now fox trot my way and get at me Now, now, now now, uh Calm is the river that I kayak through And this river's for you, a rhyme scheme and a tune Mood ring of sunset and robin's egg blue Leaves for iridescent feelings that change on cue Sunset is the chorus and the egg is the verse Side by side they do a jig, baby funk a little I'm off that paddle piddle, piddle paddle, messin' around With my bum on the ground like now Step over that writer's block and thoughts of what I gotta be Its gotta be poppy, gotta be raw, gotta gotta be But honestly, I haven't heard a soul that does what Wic does I'm done buggin, my shit bumps, and I got it from I got my badass from my mama I finessed my style at age thirteen I got my boogie from my father Now fox trot my way and get at me I got my badass from my mama I finessed my style at age thirteen I got my boogie from my father Foxtrot my way and get at me